Poetry

la llegada de mayo

Madrugada con eco de primavera,
semillas se despiertan en su lecho de tierra,
la lluvia de ayer ha saciado su sed.

Bostezan y alcanzan sus dedos hasta el sol,
gotas de rocío adornan hojas de seda verde
como el sudor del suelo.

Mientras suena el zumbido silencioso de abejas,
buscando refugio en pétalos recién nacidos,
preparándose nueva miel de néctar dulce.

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I'd like that song back, please
when we shared it, the melody was sweet
the notes drifted through the air we shared
lyrics written for lovers like us
now it sounds like you, just you
it sounds like loss and confusion
it wasn't only yours to take

I'd like that movie back, please
when we shared it, each scene was magic
colors leapt off the screen into our laps
a love story as pure as our own
now it just looks like you, just you
it looks like hurt and heartbreak
it wasn't only yours to take

I'd like that city back, please
when we shared it, every corner was exciting
the lights bathed us in their warm glow
art museum dates and lunch break kisses
now it's you, it's just you
it's your eyes, your laugh, your promises
it wasn't only yours to take

I'd like our love back, please
it wasn't only yours to take